I intend to live forever - so far, so good

[ClingingToHope]

Funny, I was just playing a podcast on worry for my daughters. They fell asleep to it.

And now I'm just wracked with worry.

We got asked to put together a crew to work a running race this weekend. I took Friday off to work all three days to make $525.

I sent in a list of people wanting to work. The list had four newcomers out of nine people and the lady at the company said they really just wanted experienced guys.

I responded that a lot of our experienced guys aren't working this year for whatever reasons.

I did not hear back from her today.

Tonight, I get a call from the guy who used to do the organizing for this. He's since moved out in Bobbi Jo's direction, Iowa, and he turned it over to me.

He wants to talk about the guy with the record.

One of the newcomers is someone I've known for 20 years who just got out of jail. He's had a gambling and drug problem forever, but I saw him at church a month ago and we had a long talk and he says he's ready to work.

I gave him a couple of leads on jobs, but they didn't want to take a chance on a guy with a record. We've run stories on this. The jobless rate for someone with a record is like 40 percent.

Anyway, I thought I'd give him a chance on a running race. It's really just labor. Lifting gates, barricades, throwing things on trucks.

But now I'm getting calls worried about the weekend. I was trying to do a good deed and it may have cost me.

Funny thing, the sermon is about how you shouldn't worry about material things or what others think of you.

I am trying to tell myself if I screwed this up I'll still be OK, but it is hard.

Lots of stuff crashing down on me at once -- summer worries, end of the M, dreading being "officially" single, and now perhaps having screwed up a good summer gig not just for me but several others.